Echoes of Shadow

In the silence, a whisper grazes time,
A shadow dancing through forgotten years,
Like fallen leaves upon the breeze, our lives depart.
The past exhales, so fragile and slight,
Between footstep and word, regrets take flight,
A passing shadow, nothing stays, no trace is found.
And in the void, the mystery turns to grace,
Where fading memories merge with slumber deep,
A whispering enchantment, distant and forever far.